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KANYE WEST – Euro lyrics

I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Kill they kids, tell that kid, hands in that bitch
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
I just penetrate and quit playin’ with that bitch

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & (Kanye West)]
Too fresh, man, to be a class clown
Graduated when I sat down
They don’t want you to show your ass
Had the Yeezy spazzes in the background (bitch)
Let’s talk about the Raf now
Let’s talk about the stash now
Hella niggas send my ho’s up
All you bitches get passed down (bitch)
Every now and then, on the Act, wow
Maybe sing a little, bitch, I act wild
Bitches rubbing on me like a frat child
On London town, bitches packed down (bitch)

[Chorus: Kanye West]
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Kill they kids, tell that kid, hands in that bitch
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Man, you got to hate it, man you got to hate it
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Kill they kids, tell that kid, hands in that bitch
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Man, you got to hate it, man, I’m motivated

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Man, you got to hate it, man, I’m motivated
Man, I’m underrated, over-overstated
Rappin’ over thirty, talkin’ out related
That’s captivated, Grammy nominated
Your shit outdated, my shit upgraded
Your shit outdated, my shit upgraded

[Chorus: Kanye West]
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Kill they kids, tell that kid, hands in that bitch
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Man, you got to hate it, man I’m motivated
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Kill they kids, tell that kid, hands in that bitch
I just penetrate and switch hands in that bitch
Man, you got to hate it, man, I’m motivated

M.I.A – Goals lyrics

One
When we come through we fly as fuck though
I can mess with you but what for
If I play with you it’ll be a draw
Match made in heaven who’s keeping score
Everywhere, every door there’s nowhere where we won’t go
Every step, every blow we’re always going to get goals
Relationship goals are you and me
Fighting H-A-T-E with L-O-V-E

[Pre-Hook: MIA]
Ride of your life you better bring your GoPro
Don’t need no pros ’cause we’re gonna go slow
Love is the answer what’s the question I don’t knoe
Staring at the wall and I’m waiting for the call

[Hook: MIA]
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver

[Verse 2: MIA]
It started when you asked me what are those
I looked at you and I was glad you don’t know
I started walking by and it was special
That little dance you did was the best show
I drove to the store when my fuel’s low
I’m still heading somewhere and it feels raw
Baby when we play it’ll be a draw
A match made in heaven who’s keeping score

[Pre-Hook: MIA]
Ride of your life better bring your GoPro
Don’t need no pros ’cause we’re gonna go slow
Love is the answer what’s the question I don’t know
Staring at the wall and I’m waiting for the call

[Hook: MIA]
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver

[Verse 3: MIA]
Cry me a river, cry me a river
Would you let me flow or set me bon voyage
Gonna need you more like the ground I wear
We can make a pair like breath and the air
Go to the top or be low
Tastes better than any combo
Xs and Os playing tic-tac-toe
We best friends, I guess so

[Hook: MIA]
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver
Pick up your receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Pick up your receiver

EELS – All The Beautiful Things lyrics

Everyday I wake up, wonder why
I’m alone when I know I’m a lovely guy
Birds come down from sky so blue
See all the beautiful things you do
Why can’t I just get with you

Every night I carry out my plan
Pray to God that one day I could be your man
Birds come down from sky so blue
See all the beautiful things you do
Why can’t I just get with

You’d be my only friend in the world
Well you could just be my girl

And if I do run away from this life
There won’t be much for me in the afterlife
Although I know that you don’t even care
I’d rather stay in a world where
Birds come down from sky so blue
See all the beautiful things you do
Why can’t I just get with you

Fetty Wap – Don’t Know What To Do Lyrics

[Chorus]
Don’t know what to do with you baby
I put you in expensive Choo’s baby
You could pick a car to cruise baby
Have you screaming loud, ooh baby
Don’t know what to do with you baby
I put you in expensive Choo’s baby
You could pick a car to cruise baby
Have you screaming loud, ooh baby

[Verse]
Show you what to do, baby you don’t waste my time babe
I can take a clue, just keep it true and never lie babe
I’ma show you love when you in the club, I ain’t tryna hide babe
Can we take a pic, girl you on my gram so I’m not your mind babe
Bring you to the strips, show you how it is, I’m from the town
Niggas gettin’ rich, feel my nigga rick about to sound
Diamonds on your wrist and on your neck ’cause you fine as hell
Finally show your team like oh my god
You should see all the money I spent on brand new rocks
And I dropped all the girls, had to make you mine
You said give you a reason, I had to give you five
Now give me a reason I should make you mine, yeah baby

[Chorus]
Don’t know what to do with you baby
I put you in expensive Choo’s baby
You could pick a car to cruise baby
Have you screaming loud, ooh baby
Don’t know what to do with you baby
I put you in expensive Choo’s baby
You could pick a car to cruise baby
Have you screaming loud, ooh baby

[Outro]
Don’t know what to do with you
Put you in expensive Choo’s

Fetty Wap – Feeling Lyrics

[Chorus]
I fell in love with the cash, I fell out of my feelings
And I go and get the bags, stack it up for my children
Make a lot of people mad but that paper keep coming
Bitch we runnin’, Zoovie Zoo, I’m ’bout to turn up the summer
I fell in love with the cash, I fell out of my feelings
I go and get the bags, stack it up for my children
Make a lot of people mad but that paper keep coming
Bitch we runnin’, Zoovie Zoo, I’m ’bout to turn up the summer

[Verse]
Shawty get it up, I can get it on, just hit my line
Baby I’m a boss, get what you want, don’t waste no time
Love the way you shake, just like the number, you be four nine
Show you why you fake, man sure you is a lame, damn
Is you tryna skate? I got the Rover parked outside
We can drive estates, just spread your wings, I can make you fly
Is you understand, I swear I want you to be mine baby
Swimming in your lake, I’ma take my time baby
Show you why you great, I don’t gotta press rewind baby
Just like a star, I love the way you shine baby
Is you understand, I swear I want you to be mine baby
Show you why you great, I don’t gotta press rewind baby

[Chorus]
I fell in love with the cash, I fell out of my feelings
Ayy I go and get the bags, stack it up for my children
Make a lot of people mad but that paper keep coming
Bitch we runnin’, Zoovie Zoo, I’m ’bout to turn up the summer
I fell in love with the cash, I fell out of my feelings
Ayy I go and get the bags, stack it up for my children
Make a lot of people mad but that paper keep coming
Bitch we runnin’, Zoovie Zoo, I’m ’bout to turn up the summer

INNA – More than Friends Lyrics

Ooh tonight!
Tonight we could be more than friends
Ooh tonight!
Tonight we should be more than friends

We’re in the corner of a crowded room
I want your lips your body, boy, how soon ?
And if you like what we’re doing
Why don’t we give in for the night ?

This might just be the night of you and I
If there’s no distance, in our hearts tonight
And if you like what we doin’
Why don’t we give in for the night

[Refrain]
Ooh tonight!
Tonight we could be more than friends
Ooh tonight!
Tonight we should be more than friends
From the first time that I saw the look in your eyes
I’ve been thinking about you for all of this time
Ooh tonight!
Tonight we could be more than friends

Ain’t looking for someone to call on my own
But with you boy we’re in danger zone, and if you like
What were doin’ why don’t we give in for the night?
So here we are, I just dream of you
And all the things that I’m about to do to you
And if you like
What we’re doing why don’t we give in for the night?

[Refrain]
Ooh tonight!
Tonight we could be more than friends
Ooh tonight!
Tonight we should be more than friends
From the first time that I saw the look in your eyes
I’ve been thinking about you for all of this time
Ooh tonight! Tonight we could be more than friends
Tonight we could be more than friends!
Tonight we could be more than friends!

INNA – Shining Star Lyrics

The first time that I saw you
I had to get to know you
I could see a sparkle
When you looked in my eyes
And then I saw you smiling
And like a star you’re shining
Never had this feeling
You warmed it up inside

It doesn’t matter where you are
Your shining light will guide me home to where you are
It doesn’t matter where you are
Your shining light will guide me home to where you are

Shining star
Give me, give me, give me, give me right now
You give me right now
You give me right now
Shining star
Give me, give me, give me, give me right now
You give me right now
You give me right now

You tell me that you’re lonely
And time is moving slowly
Complaining that you miss me
Cause I’m never at home
But baby don’t you worry
I’ll be there in a hurry
I will cross the oceans
To hold you in my arms

It doesn’t matter where you are
Your shining light will guide me home to where you are
It doesn’t matter where you are
Your shining light will guide me home to where you are

Shining star
Give me, give me, give me, give me right now
You give me right now
You give me right now
Shining star
Give me, give me, give me, give me right now
You give me right now
You give me right now

It doesn’t matter where you are
Your shining light will guide me home to where you are
It doesn’t matter where you are
Your shining light will guide me home to where you are

Shining star
Give me, give me, give me, give me right now
You give me right now
You give me right now
Shining star
Give me, give me, give me, give me right now
You give me right now
You give me right now
[x2]

blink-182 – Home Is Such A Lonely Place

We’re falling faster than we can fly
Forgotten seconds out on Sunset Drive
And I hold on tight
But not enough to hold you back

It feels like the moon
Is spinning off into outer space without you
This room is such a lonely place without you

I wish that we could save today
But I know we can’t stay the same
And I keep pushing you away
Don’t wait for me
Don’t wait for me

Home is such a lonely place without you
Home is such a lonely place

I love the lightning but hate the rain
Tomorrow’s frightening but not today
Wish I could slow down time
But not enough to slow you down

I feel like the moon
Is spinning off into outer space without you
The universe an empty place without you

I wish that we could save today
But I know we can’t stay the same
And I keep pushing you away
Don’t wait for me
Don’t wait for me

Home is such a lonely place without you
Home is such a lonely place

We’re falling faster than we can fly
Forgotten seconds out on Sunset Drive

I wish that we could save today
But I know we can’t stay the same
And I keep pushing you away
Don’t wait for me
Don’t wait for me

I wish that we could save today
But I know we can’t stay the same
And I keep pushing you away
Don’t wait for me
Don’t wait for me

Home is such a lonely place without you
Home is such a lonely place

Home is such a lonely place

ASAP Mob – Wrong (feat. A$AP Rocky & A$AP Ferg)

[Intro]
La Musica De Harry Fraud

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & A$AP Ferg]
Father please forgive us, couldn’t tell the difference and it’s on me
I don’t need to seek attention just to keep these women on me
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Fuckin’ on that bitch and I know it’s wrong
Wifey walked in and she found that thong
She talk to my dick like an intercom
Then smoke that dick up just like it’s a bong
I ain’t gon’ lie, this the realest song
Head ebola, get my glisten on
Trap love gettin’ it and on
But I know it’s wrong
I know that it’s wrong so don’t [?]
I speak to the Lord, don’t ignore me
White model bitch doin’ cocaine
Layin’ her out in the hallway
Double strappin’ on a ratchet bitch
So she don’t take me to Maury
Man I done lost me a classy bitch
Perccy, you stand in the hallway

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & A$AP Ferg]
Father please forgive us, couldn’t tell the difference and it’s on me
I don’t need to seek attention just to keep these women on me
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Feel like I’m stuck in a maze
My bitches lookin’ amazed
Now she is goin’ so crazy
She caught me cheatin’ today
Eyelashes all on my bed
Texts I didn’t erase
Now she comin’ at my head
Thought I’d never see the day
Shouldn’t have never been with them other broads
And now I left my girl with another scar
Sometimes I take advantage just ’cause I’m a star
I know it’s wrong so I’m on my knees prayin’ to God

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & A$AP Ferg]
Father please forgive us, couldn’t tell the difference and it’s on me
I don’t need to seek attention just to keep these women on me
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong
I know it’s wrong

Thundercat – Show You The Way (On Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Chorus: Thundercat]
Let me show you, show you the way
On the edge of dark there’s the brightest light
A burning light on the edge of dark
Where no-one can tell they’re worlds apart
We’ll live with dark, just take the ride

[Thundercat]
It’s your boy, Thundercat

[Verse 1: Thundercat]
Heavy-hearted, but my burden’s light
I just wanna live, learn how to fight
When it’s all over, breathe into the light
Sink or swim, I’m not scared to die

[Thundercat]
Tell ’em how you feel, Kenny
Kenny Loggins

[Verse 2: Kenny Loggins]
Your heart is struggling, baby
Trying to believe
That there might be something you just couldn’t see
But what if I told you babe
It’s all so easy

[Chorus: Thundercat]
Let me show you, show you the way
On the edge of dark there’s the brightest light
A burning light, on the edge of dark
Where no-one can tell they’re world’s apart
We’ll live with dark, just take the ride

[Thundercat]
Ladies and gentlemen, Michael McDonald

[Verse 3: Michael McDonald]
Wake up and dream, tear down the wall
Of all you believe that might not be true
Long as love lies waiting there
Just hold your face into the light
Though right now you might not know why
Long as love lies waiting
They ain’t know our way, baby

[Chorus: Thundercat]
Let me show you, show you the way
On the edge of dark there’s the brightest light
A burning one, on the edge of dark
Where no-one can tell they’re world’s apart
We’ll live with dark, just take the ride

[Outro: Thundercat]
Hey, how’s it going? This is your boy, Thundercat. If you’re going to fill your water bottle with vodka, always make sure you have a friend with a bottle that actually has water in it

MUTEMATH – Hit Parade

[Verse 1]
Here’s a final straw to take a stride
In a right direction
I can hardly see the sky
Covering this lonely path
Nothing’s built to last
I can almost say that I want you back
But I won’t, no I won’t, I won’t
Sun, come on around

[Chorus]
Tie yourself to me
Cavernous jewelry
I’m on your shoulder
Don’t leave me sober

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Gold coins, I want it
Yellow doubloons, I need it
A silo, I want it
Stuffed animals, I need it
Mama, I’m runnin’
Feeling so electric

[Chorus]
Tie yourself to me
Cavernous jewelry
I’m on your shoulder
Don’t leave me sober

[Bridge]
Tell me something, tell me anything
Is there one thing that could mean everything
Tell me something, tell me anything
Is there one thing that could mean everything
Yeah, Yeah
Find me something, find me anything
Is there one thing that could mean everything
Find me something, find me anything
Is there one thing that could mean everything
Yeah, Yeah

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Cannonball, I want it
Into the blue, I need it
Center row, I want it
The way you move, I need it

[Bridge]
Tell me something, tell me anything
Is there one thing that could mean everything
Tell me something, tell me anything
Is there one thing that could mean everything
Yeah, Yeah
Tell me something, tell me anything
You’re the one thing that could mean everything
Tell me something, tell me anything
You’re the one thing that could mean everything
Yeah, Yeah

[Ending]
But I had a good life, I really did
I wore a hat and smoked a pipe
Aw man I was number one on the hit parade

MADEINTYO – Flooded (feat. Rich The Kidd)

[Intro: MadeinTYO]
Rocks on that bitch
Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded

[Chorus: MadeinTYO]
Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1: MadeinTYO]
She gon’ suck me up, that mouth flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Hella bitches, she fucking want it, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Ooh, cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
Cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Tell a hater come and get it, want it, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Ooh it’s flooded, yeah
She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
New freezer on me, yeah it’s flooded
Racks on me like a hundred
AP bust it down
I was making real love in her mouth
I’ma fuck three hoes then I kick ’em all out
Back then I was broke, now my wrist iced out
Four rings, eight chains, like fuck it
Two models, redbones, and they fuckin’
Straight to the top
Old rappers, put ’em right in a box
Wrist cost a lot
Me and Tokyo race in a drop
New Patek run a cool two hundred
Thank god my whole wrist flooded
Gucci ’cause I’m hot
Fendi bought it out

[Chorus: MadeinTYO]
Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah

Lil Toenail – Fuck Shit (Remix) (feat. Riff Raff)

[Intro: Lil Toenail]
Hello? Bitch shit the fuck up, I don’t want to hear that
Bitch don’t hit my line with that shit
Ayy, ayy

[Hook: Lil Toenail]
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
With that fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit

[Verse 1: RiFF RaFF]
Top ten, take your top off with a [?]
[?] in my trunk sound like gorillas playing dodgeball
If your number ain’t saved, I just block you, I don’t dodge calls
[?] but I might just copped [?]
LED headlights, codeine on the [?]
I don’t drink and drive, don’t face time while you at the party
Wait til you get home then show me what you working with
Twerk a little bit but don’t twerk too much
Don’t send me videos you already posted on Snapchat
Got a movie coming out, bitch I do not rap
[?] hour nap and I’m gone off the actavis
[?] I’m thinking four leaf clover [?]
Run 5 miles at sunset in my Asics
Hate airports, private planes, even space jets
I hate cars, might move to Mars
[?] Amsterdam phone only got two bars

[Hook: Lil Toenail]
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
With that fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit

[Verse 2: Lil Toenail]
Bitch I lick your booty but I’ll never call you back
Fuck you three times, throw my phone in the trash
Bitch I fucked your mom so you better call me dad
Don’t ever call me if your ass look fat
If you want a feature motherfucker [?]
If you want a show bitch bring me 3 racks
If you ain’t gone pay then don’t ever call me back
If you have my number, leave that shit in the past

[Hook: Lil Toenail]
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
Fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit
With that fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit, fuck shit
Please don’t hit my line with that fuck shit

GARREN – You Know That (feat. YFN Lucci)

[Hook: YFN Lucci + Garren]
Lately I’ve been gettin’ too much paper I can’t even hide it
You know that
Yeah, I’m talkin’ too much paper I can’t even count it
You know that
When you winnin’ they gone always have somethin’ to say about it
You know
Hey hey, you know
They gon always have something to say about it, yeah yeah
You know that
I hopped out my ass and went and got it, yeah
You know that
I know I can’t depend on nobody, yeah
You know that
I know it’s up to me so ain’t no stoppin’
You know, you know
Ain’t no stoppin’ yeah yeah hey
You know that

[Verse 1: Garren]
Big bank take little bank
I said fuck what all these niggas think
When you really gettin’ money ain’t no time to hate
And when really gettin’ money that’s when everythin’ fake
Damn my nigga I been fuckin’ with you for a long time
Uhh, no you wasn’t, I was going through it, y’all was duckin’
I was sleepin’ every other day
Puttin’ in the time cause I really love it
Young nigga been hungry, that was back when I was homeless
It make you crazy when you want it
Now we adding zeros to the check baby
Makin’ moves we just playin’ chess baby
No, you ain’t from the bottom and we just gettin’ started
We want it all

[Hook: YFN Lucci + Garren]
Lately I’ve been gettin’ too much paper I can’t even hide it
You know that
Yeah, I’m talkin’ too much paper I can’t even count it
You know that
When you winnin’ they gone always have somethin’ to say about it
You know
Hey hey, you know
They gon always have something to say about it, yeah yeah
You know that
I hopped out my ass and went and got it, yeah
You know that
I know I can’t depend on nobody, yeah
You know that
I know it’s up to me so ain’t no stoppin’
You know, you know
Ain’t no stoppin’ yeah yeah hey
You know that

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Big bag over lil bag
You big mad and you lil mad you look too mad
I got good cash, got a hundred thousand in the gun stash
I swear mo’ money bring mo’ problems than I ever had
Fuck nigga where your guns at?
Fuck nigga where your nuts at?
I got the dope stuffed in my nut sack
Young nigga from the neighborhood
But we ain’t really have much at
I ain’t really have to touch that
Uncle told me don’t rush it
From down bottom where we hungry and we starvin’ and we want more, yeah
See we come from down bottom, way bottom where we way poor

[Hook: YFN Lucci + Garren]
Lately I’ve been gettin’ too much paper I can’t even hide it
You know that
Yeah, I’m talkin’ too much paper I can’t even count it
You know that
When you winnin’ they gone always have somethin’ to say about it
You know
Hey hey, you know
They gon always have something to say about it, yeah yeah
You know that
I hopped out my ass and went and got it, yeah
You know that
I know I can’t depend on nobody, yeah
You know that
I know it’s up to me so ain’t no stoppin’
You know, you know
Ain’t no stoppin’ yeah yeah hey
You know that

[Outro: Garren]
Young nigga had to go get my bread up
Young nigga had to go get my bread up
Young nigga better go get your bread up

French Montana – Unforgettable (feat. Swae Lee) (Live)

[Hook: Swae Lee]
It’s not good enough for me, since I been with you
It’s not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me
I’m gonna sip on this drink, when I’m fucked up
I should know how to pick up
I’m gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me
Oh, was she tipsy
I had enough convo for 24
I peep’d you from across the room
Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo, aye
But you are unforgettable
I need to get you alone
Why not?
A fucking good time, never hurt nobody
I got a little drink but it’s not Bacardi
If you loved your girl then I’m so, so sorry
I got to give it to her like we in a marriage
Oh, like we in a hurry
No, no I won’t tell nobody
You’re on your level too
Tryna do what lovers do

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Feelin’ like I’m fresh out, Boosie
If they want the drama, got the Uzi
Ship the whole crew to the cruise ship
Doin’ shit you don’t even see in movies
Ride with me, ride with me, boss
I got a hard head but her ass soft
She want the last name with the ring on it
‘Cause I pulled out a million cash, told her plank on it

[Bridge: Swae Lee & French Montana]
You are unforgettable
I need get you alone
Now you wanna chose
Just pop the bubbly in the ‘cuzi

[Hook: Swae Lee]
It’s not good enough for me, since I been with you
It’s not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me
I’m gonna sip on this drink, when I’m fucked up
I should know how to pick up
I’m gonna catch the rhythm while she push up against me
Oh, was she tipsy
I had enough convo for 24
I peep’d you from across the room
Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo
But you are unforgettable
I need to get you alone
Why not?
A fucking good time, never hurt nobody
I got a little drink but it’s not gonna party
If you loved your girl then I’m so, so sorry
I got to give it to her like we in a marriage
Oh, like we in a hurry
No, no I won’t tell nobody
You’re on your level too
Tryna do what lovers do

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Oh oh, You ain’t enough for me
Too much for you alone
Baby go and grab some bad bitches, bring em home
Know the jet’s on me
I’ma curve my best for you
You don’t know, so pick up that dress for me
You rest on me
Too much combo 24 hours
When you stand next to 24 karats
She left her man at home
She don’t love him no more
I want your mind and your body
Don’t mind nobody
So as long you never hurt nobody
Baby girl work your body
Work your body

[Bridge: Swae Lee & French Montana]
You are unforgettable
I need get you alone
Now you wanna chose
Just pop the bubbly in the ‘cuzi

[Outro: Swae Lee]
Right now
Oh, like we in a hurry
No, no I won’t tell nobody
You’re on your level too
Tryna do what lovers do

21 Savage – All The Smoke

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, woah, woah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, woah, yeah
W-woah, woah, woah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 21
Yeah, 21

[Verse 1]
Dropped out of school (21)
Went and bought a tool (tool)
Got a deuce deuce (what?)
Time to act a fool (yeah)
Sellin’ 2 for 5s (yeah)
Right on Central Drive (yeah)
You can ask my mama
I ain’t gotta tell no lies (yeah)
Wanna snort a line (yeah)
Savage got them lines (yeah)
Yeah them niggas used to rap
But I jumped the line (21)
I listened to your mixtape, that shit was wack (shit was wack)
Studio time, you need to get your money back (On God)
Back in the day I let my uncle cook my crack (cook my crack)
Back in the day I would have took that nigga’s pack (took the pack)
Fast forward, still walk ’round with a strap (21, 21)
Gotta keep that pistol on me, that’s at all times (all times)
Gotta keep a yappa on me, I got all kinds (21)
Room full of bad bitches and they’re all mine (yeah)
Room full of bad bitches and they’re all dimes (21)
In a breakdown trap servin’ all dimes, yeah

[Chorus]
Burglar-bar doors, burglar-bar doors, yeah, yeah
Water on the stove, water on the stove, yeah yeah
Watch me whip a O, watch me whip a O (21, 21)
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke (21, 21)
D-R-A-C-O, D-R-A-C-O (Draco, Draco)
Shoot ’em in the face, shoot ’em in the nose (21, 21)
I paid my lawyer dope, he played with his nose (yeah, yeah)
AR with the scope, nigga don’t get close (woah, woah)

[Verse 2]
Trash bag full of mid-grade (mid-grade)
I’m cuttin’ throat, nigga, switchblade (switchblade)
She sucked my dick so long she caught a lip ache (a lip ache)
New car drop, I’m on the list, wait (wait list)
I’m on the wait list, 21, and I weight lift (yeah)
Drop a brick off to you, that’s a weight lift (yeah)
Drop the stick off to you, give you a whole clip (yeah)
Closed casket, nigga, I’m a bastard (21)
Ask around the 6, nigga we get drastic (drastic)
Glenwood Road, killin’ like Jurassic (Park)
I see dead bodies like I’m on acid (21)
She fuck me good like she tryna get her ass did (yeah)

[Chorus]
Burglar-bar doors, burglar-bar doors (yeah, yeah)
Water on the stove, water on the stove (yeah yeah)
Watch me whip a O, watch me whip a O (21, 21)
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke (21, 21)
D-R-A-C-O, D-R-A-C-O (Draco, Draco)
Shoot ’em in the face, shoot ’em in the nose (21, 21)
I paid my lawyer dope, he played with his nose (yeah, yeah)}
AR with the scope, nigga don’t get close (woah, woah)

BROCKHAMPTON – Boys

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]
I feel just like Zayn
I feel just like Harry
I cop it and I flip it
Have it sittin’ on pirellis
Me and all my niggas
South side, One Direction
Tens and tens and tens and tens
Got lenses in my direction
Flow to my location
Lowkey I’m in Cali just avoiding my probation
Fuck your jurisdiction, fuck the federales
Sold out by my father, he gon’ feel the karma
When I get the, get the commas, nigga
I don’t have, I don’t have no fear, nigga
Buy the ounce, sellin’ ounces over here, nigga
I don’t lie, I just bought a whole grill
Arguing with my bitch, my whip sit twenty-six

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Lowkey I’m a heartthrob
And I ain’t drop an album yet
I’m something like a poster
Sitting on your girl’s wall
And something about my face
Make her take her clothes off
Ya’ll say I got bitches
But y’all bitches make my dick soft
Why y’all always mad cause I’m feeling myself
What the fuck you mean?
I can’t feel myself?
Old girl suburban
But now I’m on to new things
Ego like celebrity, but real like a dope fiend
Tanning out in Hollywood, got Chantel’s on my coattails
From motels to hotels, I’m good
I’m good, From hotels to motels, I’m good
I’m good, From hotels to motels, I’m good

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys

[Bridge: ?]
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
In the city I’m a menace
I give [?] some [?]
Marathons I gotta finish
Foreign whip is speaking Yiddish
Lately I been feeling vicious
Why y’all crying like some infants
You don’t wanna be a witness
Then you better mind your fucking business
All these crimes [?]
We the only dogs spitting venom
[??] tried to tell them
But they wanted me to be the villain
They just wanted me to lose
Ones I love, made me choose
Had to cut the ones I thought I’d take to the top
Just to watch them make a move
Dropped out of college
Smoking the same [??]
Last year I was suicidal
[?] those thoughts I tried to kill it
Used to avoid being paranoid
Huffin [??] my boys
Pack it up, shake the world [??]
Give me love before you try to give me noise

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys

[Outro: ?]
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me

Blacktop Mojo – Where The Wind Blows

Magnetic stare, electric eyes
Yeah, they pulled me away
She said I got you hypnotized
So come with me

[Chorus]
Anywhere you wanna go
Anywhere the wind blows
Always thought you’d never know
In the middle of the sunshine
Lost in the starlight
Any place or any time

I know them lips, now cutting [?]
Oh, I finally see the eight-fold path
Enlightenment
Stay away in our trance

[Chorus]
Anywhere you wanna go
Anywhere the wind blows
Always thought you’d never know
In the middle of the sunshine
Lost in the starlight
Any place or any time

[Instrumental break]

[Chorus]
Anywhere you wanna go
Anywhere the wind blows
Always thought you’d never know
In the middle of the sunshine
Lost in the starlight
Any place or any time

Kobra And The Lotus – You Don’t Know

Did you ever think for a second, I’m only human too?
You have no perception of all the struggles that I have been through
Listening to the nothingness I’m hearing while I watch your lips move
If you really knew me, you’d think twice about creating my truth

I’m sick and tired of feeling my face on fire
When you don’t know what you’re talking about

You don’t know what it’s like to be me
No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me

You are on the outside always looking in but never asking questions
Could it be that you won’t understand that we’re both born of innocence
Empty conversations, we know nothing of each other’s solitude
You don’t know the reasons that made me, and I don’t know you

I’m sick and tired of feeling my faith expire
In the lies we keep on telling ourselves

You don’t know what it’s like to be me
No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me

You don’t know what it’s like to be me
No, you don’t know what it’s like to be me

Can you hear the sound of me breaking down?
When the judgment calls, I’m held against a wall
No, you don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like
What it’s like, to be me

Bryson Tiller – Rain On Me (Intro) (True To Self Album)

[Intro]
(Just rain on me, full as a dam at…)
I’m sorry I didn’t answer (whoo)
I didn’t answer ’cause I was busy, what else
That’s why I didn’t answer
How about I just call you next time?
Why is it that when I don’t answer
You think I’m with somebody else or something?
I don’t know

[Verse]
Can’t get through, I can’t get through
Got me chasing you, I’m tasting you
Got something I want to say to you
I’m done playing games with you
I’m afraid I already lost you
In my car and I’m on my way to you
Is that okay with you?
I wanna grow grey with you
Have a little baby with you
And just cater to you
Just rain on me, I’ll rain on you
I’ll tell you the lies now, yeah
It’s okay to cry now, yeah
Nothing to hide now, yeah
Love on the line now, yeah
Let me make it right now, yeah
Dry your eyes now, yeah, yeah yeah
And I’m hoping we survive now, yeah
I got faith, girl, we’ll be fine now, yeah

[Outro]
True, true, true
Oh yeah, yeah
What I tell you at
It ain’t that easy, baby
It ain’t as easy as you make it seem oh no
Hey, baby
It’s okay to cry, just rain on me, yeah
It’s okay to cry, just rain on me, yeah

Bryson Tiller – No Longer Friends (True To Self Album)

Aight, aight, whatever, you doing too much
You doing too much
Ayy
Let’s go back to the time when your nigga used to trip
‘Bout the time we spent, girl, when we were just friends
It was all friendly on my end
Even though I look forward to seeing you again like, uh
When am I seeing you again?
Ayy, when are we speaking again?
Shit, you look good with that ink on your skin
Hood, but you far from the streets you was in, oh yeah
No he don’t like it, call me up
He don’t like it
This was the perfect timin’
Love you, I’m certain I can, yeah
Talkin’ about you like a queen making
As if you even never even mattered
And you a bad bitch, you keep getting badder
This ain’t the side nigga anthem
I been straight forward, he’s going backwards
Relax, yo, just chill
I love you, I’m with you
I ain’t with this nigga
You don’t think I
My best friend, he’s my brother
My brother
I don’t think he’s your brother
That’s your blood?
Aight
Fuckin’ that nigga, that’s what it is
I’m fuckin’ my brother, that’s my brother
No, no, if y’all got the same mommy and daddy y’all can’t fuck
You fuckin’ him
You was on the verge of losing it
You was acting like you ain’t want shit to do with her
I cut out the bullshit and kept it true with her
That’s why the sexual tension is high when I’m in rooms with her
She really the shit, I don’t be juicing her
I’m the shit too, that’s why I’m so in tune with her
I feel like I’m sewn on ya
I feel like you grew on me
Have I grown on you?
Done frontin’ like I don’t want you
Keep treating me like I don’t know you
Back and forth between me and all your niggas
You’re busy tonight, that figures
Tonight you’re staying in his city
And still I answer your call when he doesn’t answer at all
But I want that too, that’s all
I need the same in return, that’s all
That’s all
That’s all I want, all I want, all I want
That’s all I want, all I want, yeah
All I want (just a, just a little time)

Bryson Tiller – Don’t Get Too High (True To Self Album)

Hey
Yeah
Back again with the
Them cuffin’ season tunes
Hey
Hey, you
Okay, spend too much time with your friends
Too much time with your friends
Turned up at the function
You could barely function
Oh, you getting drunk and too high to call me up, and
Hanging with them other niggas, I could barely stomach
Oh, you telling me the shit you used to put up with
You ain’t go through that twice, okay
I’ma come through, spend the night, okay
1300 on the flight, okay
Love, you can’t put a price on it
Something came up, girl, I know it
You don’t never got time for me
‘Cause you spend too much time with your friends, fuck y’all doing? Hey
Spending money on strip clubs and drugs, I knew it
Damn shawty, you know love ain’t the same way I do it
I’m the only drug you need to get you through it
I always tell you don’t get too high
Don’t drink too much, don’t smoke too much
Tell me if it’s cool if I come by and keep you up
I show you love, I show you love
Girl, I’m not trying to kill your vibe, kill your buzz
I ain’t tryna’ sober you up
Girl, I"m just trying to be by your side
And be the one that you saw first whenever you woke up
Woah, you make me feel how I make other bitches feel
Like you be cool without or with me here
Stuck in Miami, I don’t know why I feel empty here
They say, "Don’t bring sand to the beach, you’ll see there’s plenty here"
Seems like all I ever see is fake ass and fake titties here
And hoes looking for a come up and a nigga that’s tricking here
Girl, I don’t wanna be the nigga to give you dick and disappear
If you want me to, I could do you like I do women here
‘Cause you spend too much time with your friends, fuck y’all doing? Hey
Spending money on strip clubs and drugs, I knew it
Damn shawty, you know love ain’t the same way I do it
I’m the only drug you need to get you through it
I always tell you don’t get too high
Don’t drink too much, don’t smoke too much
Tell me if it’s cool if I come by and keep you up
I show you love, I show you love
Girl, I’m not trying to kill your vibe, kill your buzz
I ain’t tryna’ sober you up
Girl, I"m just trying to be by your side
And be the one that you saw first whenever you woke up
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that dope, dope
Blow that dope, dope

Bryson Tiller – Blowing Smoke (True To Self Album)

Ayy
It’s 7AM in the morning, I been up since 3
Fuck it, I’ma keep going
Yeah
Young Pen Griffey
I go to, I go to bat for my niggas
The pun was intended, nigga
Wow, look how I’m livin’, nigga
Angels say watch how you spendin’, nigga
Devil say cop a new Bentley, nigga
Might as well, quick as you get it, nigga
Made a prediction, nigga
Fortune teller, nigga
Ayy, I got it, yeah, I get it, nigga
You a rappin’ contradiction, nigga
Hunnid racks on a sticker
New whip and I’m in it with her
Set it off, this a stick up
‘Til I came to shake shit up
Shakin’ that shit up
Then I go put another check in the bank, nigga
Got a lot up on my plate, nigga
Grandma need a new estate, nigga
You a fraud, you a fake, nigga
Can’t keep up with the pace, nigga
Get the fuck up out the race, nigga
Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
Pump your brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it slow
Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before
Don’t let ’em fool you, they blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
Yeah, I heard it all before
Don’t let ’em lie to you anymore
Hey, don’t let ’em lie to you anymore
Ayy, don’t let ’em fool you, baby
Gene Snyder, get shifty, nigga
Need a lighter for the spliff, nigga
I pull up in a street fighter chain, hit a nigga
Now that I got your attention, nigga
Keep my name off your lips, nigga
Hey, just like her, I don’t take you serious, nigga
No you can’t be serious, nigga
You can’t be serious, nigga
I can’t even hear it, nigga
Gotta be up on my tier, nigga
You ain’t nowhere near, nigga
Young Tiller don’t fear a nigga
Ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors, nigga
Know you seen me last year, nigga
All at Cleveland Cavaliers, nigga
Thoroughbred, I’m a winner
D’USSE in my cup, I feel like Jigga
Wins got me hittin’ liquor (faded)
And I got you niggas feelin’ bitter (you mad)
Bitch, I been a heavy hitter
But you barely makin’ plays, nigga
Fuck it, let me demonstrate, nigga
Home runnin’, not safe, nigga
Guess I got what it takes, nigga
Can’t keep up with the pace, nigga
Get the fuck up out the race, nigga
Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
Pump your brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it slow
Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before
Don’t let ’em fool you, they blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
Yeah, I heard it all before
Don’t let ’em lie to you anymore
Hey, don’t let ’em lie to you anymore

Bryson Tiller – We Both Know (True To Self Album)

Ay, yeah
I’m not your, your man, baby
No, I can’t do what a man should be doing for you
Trying my best to pull through for you, yeah, yeah
Listen, few years we been at it, so much static
I been calling you sporadically
Same old shit, pack your bags, come lay back with me, ay
Last time that we fucked, that shit was cinematic
I don’t expect for you to settle for me
But I hate it when you say to me
You’re done playing games with me
Done tryna wait for me, still check for me
You can’t get away from me, yeah, yeah
Go tell them you still love me, yeah
Don’t know it but you’re stuck with me, yeah
By now you know you’re stuck with me, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
You say I’m talking like I don’t wanna wife
I just wanna fuck, you damn right
Treat you like a queen and like that’s just for me, you damn right
Girl, you damn right, yeah, right
Pull up, at the party with the juice
Looked at me like, "Damn boy, you brought everything but the truth"
Girl, you used to be cool, that’s why I started fucking with you
Baby, it feel like the real thing, we used to love without no rules
True, tell me when did you get so confused?
Who told you I belong to you?
I can only be alone with you
Never on the road with you
Fuck you like you’re mine, that’s what I’m supposed to do
Yeah, just like you’re mine
You encourage me to do what’s right, do what’s right
Yeah, you say that shit and turn around
Hit my line, say, "Come by, " fuck on you one more time
We both know this ain’t one more time
We both know, ay
I try to play it off like I’ll be fine but I won’t, I won’t, I won’t
Oh girl, oh baby, baby
True

Bryson Tiller – You Got It (True To Self Album)

[Intro]
Haha, uh huh
Of course I had to make a song about you right here
I told you I was gon’ make this song about you right here
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
Bad lil’ thing, yeah
True Religion jeans, yeah
Super clean, yeah
What’s good with you and me? Yeah
Chasing dreams, yeah
Hit me when you’re free, yeah
Sex me
That’s just what I needed, aye
(You, you got it, got it)
That’s what I needed (Woah)
(You got it, got it)
Just what I needed
(You, you got it, got it)
You got what I needed, aye
I got what you need

[Verse 1]
Shop-shop-shopping bags, Louis shoes
Pop the tag, that’s for you
Diamond necklace, that’s for you
I just blew a check or two
Girl, my mind been set on you
Yeah, you know I fuck with you
Club is through
What are we getting into?

[Pre-Chorus]
Let me tell you, girl, before you go
Yeah, there’s a few things you should know
I’m still struggling with the dos and don’ts
But I felt compelled to let you know that you a

[Chorus]
Bad lil’ thing, yeah
True Religion jeans, yeah
(Girl, I see you)
Super clean, yeah
What’s good with you and me? Yeah
Chasing dreams, yeah
Hit me when you’re free, yeah
Sex me
That’s just what I needed
Oh, it’s just what I needed
Oh, it’s just what I, yeah
You got what I need
And I got what you need

[Verse 2]
Listen up
When I look at you, I see someone I don’t deserve
Then I pretend like my vision blurry
Is it love I’m searchin’ for? Or different word?
Looked at me, said, "When did this occur?"
Soon as I seen you in mini skirt
Soon as you hit me with smile first
Soon as I heard how your mind works
Me and my girl, we just diverted
We just went our separate ways, yeah
Knew she loved me ’cause I’m paid up
Therefore I don’t wanna make up
Yeah, I saw somethin’ different in you
Had to come and tell you straight up
You was headed for the door
Had to tell you, "Wait up"
Like "Aye, yo, hold up, wait up"
Hold up, hold up

[Pre-Chorus]
Let me tell you, girl, before you go
There’s a few things that you should know
I don’t do this on the usual
But I felt compelled to let you know that you a

[Outro]
Bad lil’ thing
So bad
Yeah

Bryson Tiller – In Check (True To Self Album)

Yeah, when
When I look you in your face
I see a good girl who deserves better than me (better than me)
You remember that other night in my bedroom? On top of my bed
I remember the things that you said
Sometimes I forget
Sometimes you gotta put me in check, ay
In check, yeah, in check, yeah
In check, yeah, in check, yeah
Hollywood, set back
3 hours, I’m jet-lagged
Still tryna lay up with somethin’
Can’t believe I just said that
Album, overdue
You would find it hard to focus too
If you met the women I have
Hard not to get side tracked, oh woah
Hey, don’t know where my mind at
Hoping you can help find that
I wish I could rewind back (I love you)
Way back so you could put me
Put me in check, yeah, in check, yeah
What did I do to you?
Made a fool of you
I know they told you I’d never be true to you
I’m losing you, losing you
I miss you in my bedroom, on top of my bed
How could I forget what you said?
Sometimes I forget
And sometimes you gotta put me in check, ay
In check, yeah, in check, yeah
In check, yeah, in check, yeah
Baby, oh
Baby, oh, no no

Bryson Tiller – Self-Made (True To Self Album)

Woo, yeah, yeah, yeah
You already know
Young Tiller
Let’s go
Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
Donatello, that’s a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it
I spend that ’cause I earned it for myself
Got my shawty out the way and now I’m splurging on myself
You should worry ’bout yourself, I’ve been working on myself
I’ve been balling like I’m Curry, need a jersey for myself (I need a jersey for myself)
What’s next? I’m nervous for myself
If I changed, I became a better version of myself
Bought a chain, bought two more, yeah, I deserve that for myself
And my neighbors look at me like, "How he purchase that himself?"
‘Cause I’m a seven figure, self-made nigga
Blow the money, get it back the next day nigga (made it back, yeah)
Wow, what the check say, nigga?
I’m getting paid, nigga, need a chef and maid, nigga
And a Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
Donatello, that’s a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it
Must’ve heard a hundred niggas say they made me (I made that nigga!)
So, which one you niggas made me?
Don’t know who you talking to, not me, oh no, you can’t be
They wan’ be my fam, but my crew is sucker-lame free (Lame free)
I just want a yacht and a jet-ski
Pull up on your block, Icy Hot, Wayne Gretzkey (I pull up, pull up)
Fucking con artist, boy, you sketchy
Pretty but she messy, only wanna sex me
‘Cause I’m a Seven figure, self-made nigga
Blow the money, get it back the next day nigga (made it back, yeah)
Wow, what the check say, nigga?
I’m getting paid, nigga, need a chef and maid, nigga
Count that mula with my thumb
502, that’s where I’m from
Used to stay on Hazelwood
You see trouble then you run (Run)
Word to Joker Noble, we don’t do this shit for fun
100 million, then I’m done
Poochie laid out in the sun
Like I want
Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself
Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself
Donatello, that’s a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf
She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it
Yeah, yeah, Gucci on my belt
Yeah, she want Gucci on her belt
Gucci on her purse
Gucci on that
Yeah

Bryson Tiller – Run Me Dry (True To Self Album)

I think she love me, ’cause I got the check on me
Wan’ spend the day and flex on me
Put a curse and hex on me
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
You should come check on me
Talk dirty and caress on me
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Love how you get that pussy wet for me
Put a lot of stress on me
You used to obsess for me
Call the station and request for me
You done went and got a big head on me
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Drop that, down, I’ma pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go, let’s go, yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Drop that, down I’ma pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Used to break my neck for you
Spend my paycheck on you
Put my account in the red for you
Damn near put myself in debt for you
You made me obsessed for you
Thought I had the same effect on you
Couldn’t see I was the best for you
Now you gotta figure out what’s next for you
Now you feel regret, oh do you?
Baby, I could care less for you
Trust, I’m not even sweating you
You ran me dry, better yet it’s still you
Out of respect for you
I curved bitches on the internet for you
I, lost all respect for you
Baby, it’s my turn to flex on you
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told ’em bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Drop that, down, I’ma pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go, let’s go
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go
Drop that, down I’ma pick it up up up
Swing it around, I’ma go go go, no no no
Let’s go, let’s go, go, go

Bryson Tiller – High Stakes (True To Self Album)

Hey, yeah
Haha, I had to put a time stamp on this, yeah
It’s my birthday
And I’m feeling great
I feel great
Yeah, fuck it, I’m feeling great
24 today, by the way
Okay
Came a long way (yeah, I came a long way)
Ay, I looked up and said goddamn I came a long way
In the VIP, this shit feel like a showcase
Take me to a place I’d rather be, there’s no place
I gotta pocket full of cash, it’s more than I made last year when I was packing
Oh wait, it been two years, I lost track and
No way I’m going back, I been in mansions
I been in whips so quick that you lose traction
And made 6 figure transactions
Met a lot of pretty women, A.K.A distractions
And some fuck niggas with subliminal captions
I won’t, I won’t, show these lames no compassion
Wanna play the game, gotta have expansion
Ex sent me an email, came with attachments
And like a fan of the show, nigga I started snapping
What’s happening? What’s happening?
What’s happening? What’s happening, oh, what’s happening?
Woah, woah, high stakes got me feeling like I’m gambling (I can ball but lose it all)
Drink got a nigga rambling (like I’m talking to myself)
But hit me up
I wake up and see a roof over my head
Used to be the roof of a ’04 Audi
That shit used to be my bed
Lot of disrespect from those who used to be my friends
Lot of chicks to replace, hoes used to be friends
I don’t fuck with you, what don’t you comprehend?
Give a fuck who I offend, real and fake cannot blend
And I pray to God I never lose a cake, Amen (Amen)
With the high stakes, I’m in
I’m in, even when niggas after me
I still stroll through the city casually
RIP Staten G, Ali gone, that’s another tragedy
Oh my God, who gon’ show the kids strategy?
I done seen so many things that they gotta see
I made it to the game using honesty
I know my mama proud of me
God tell her she gave birth to a young prodigy
Ay, ay, thank you
To the most high
High up, high up
Praying that them blessings don’t stop
I’m praying that them blessings don’t
Yeah

Bryson Tiller – Rain Interlude (True To Self Album)

All I did is say I have feelings for you
And all you do is shit all over it
And tell me you want me to get over you
And that you want nothing to do with me
That’s hurtful, Bryson
I did nothing to you
I’ve done nothing to you
For a year, all you did was lie to me and talk to other girls
And I’m still hearing it
Okay, I forgive you, let’s work with it
I really like you
Last year was a misunderstanding, let’s get over it
No more brittle conscience
I forgive you for everything
I’ve done nothing
And if I did do something
Then and now would be the perfect time to say
‘Cause you done everything to me
I never did that to you
I’d never do that to you